Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

In the caves of the Baiqi Mountains, Mo Batian rushed all the way holding Mo Yu's body. When he saw the Han Tian Emperor sitting in the cave, half empty and half real, he knelt down with a "pop" sound.

"Please, sir, save me, Yu'er!!"

When Emperor Han Tian heard this voice, a surge of anger surged into his heart, and anger burst out from his eyes.

This time, not only did he fail to gain Lin Wanyu's power, but he also lost 5% of his original power and half of his lifespan. It can be said that he lost a lot of money.

Of course, this matter may have nothing to do with Magic Feather.

Because this [Sacrifice Seal] was created by himself, and he knows best what kind of effect it has.

The backlash of power this time was probably caused by Chu Tian, ​​the master of the Tianji Pavilion.

But the problem is that Wu Mingguo is basically Chutian's territory to a certain extent, so it's impossible for him to go directly to him.

As a result, Mo Yu and Mo Batian, who came now, became his punching bag.

"What have you done!"

With a roar, Emperor Hantian turned around and slapped Mo Batian hard on the chest.

"Bang!"

Mo Batian's body hit the rock wall hard, causing the entire rock wall to shake, and several gravels fell on him.

Holding his hands on the ground, he was about to stand up, but the next second, Emperor Han Tian struck out with another palm, hitting him directly on the forehead.

For a moment, Mo Batian seemed to be unable to hear anything. There was only a "buzzing~" sound in his ears, followed by a smell of blood in his nose, and the next second, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his red face, gasped through his mouth, and looked at Emperor Han Tian.

"My lord, my lord, why, my lord."

Mo Batian really couldn't figure it out. They had obviously completed the tasks assigned to them by Emperor Han Tian, ​​but why he still treated them like this.

Could it be that he wanted to kill people and silence them!!

Thinking of this, Mo Batian couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.

Birds fulfill their responsibilities and have good bows and treasures, and when a country is successful, the princes will perish. This Emperor Hantian must want to kill these people!

But the next second, Emperor Han Tian opened his mouth and Mo Batian gave up this idea.

"You are a bunch of trash. Your inability to do things has damaged the origin of this emperor. How dare you ask why!"

Although he said this, Emperor Hantian knew very well that this matter had nothing to do with the two of them.

But he just wanted to say this, firstly because he was looking for a good excuse to defeat Demon Batian, and secondly because he didn't want to admit that it was his own incompetence that led to the failure of the mission.

When Mo Batian heard this, he immediately became stupid.

But when he took a closer look at Emperor Han Tian's body, the half-empty and half-real appearance did seem somewhat believable.

"This, how is this possible? We have always been following your instructions!"

When Emperor Han Tian heard this, he suddenly became angry and slapped Mo Batian on the chest who had just stood up.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Mo Batian's face suddenly turned extremely pale, half paralyzed on the ground, looking at Emperor Han Tian with fear in his eyes.

"You mean, it's not your fault, it's my fault?"

Mo Batian quickly turned his head.

"No, it's our fault, our, well, our fault."

As he spoke, Mo Batian couldn't help coughing, and with this cough, blood flowed out of his mouth again.